Takeshi Nakajima was a scavenger for 25 years. He had started, like many, for the danger and adrenaline rush of exploring the unknown. He stuck with it to support the community of his birth floor when they were forced to abandon their homes due to pollution. At 18 Takeshi joined the Jujak- a gang of scavengers mostly from the 21 and 22 floors. They welcomed him with open arms and colorful tattoos. Takeshi worked with them for years before a near miss with a falling elevator injured his leg and he was forced to retire. He spent the next 2 years training new recruits before he’d had enough a retired completely. He dropped off the grid for a while before remerging a year later out of nowhere and with enough credit to start up his own bar (how, has been the fuel of bets for years).
Takeshi now runs one of the most popular bars in the lower levels, a frequent haunt of the Jujak and the unaffiliated scavengers. There’s no rule against the other gangs but Takeshi has a strict “No Bullshit” policy and is quick to physically kick out anyone stirring trouble, no matter which side. The police have been hounding him for years to give up names of scavengers or locations of markets but he’s quick to kick them out as well.
“If you’re not drinking then get out.”
He’s also been hounded lately by preachers trying to convince him to go to the afterlife but something never smelled right about the utopia and he had no family to give the stipend to, so he kindly shoved them out too.
Age: 48
Sex: M
Profession: Bartender, Former Scavenger
Location: Lower-levels
Affiliations: Jujak, Level 22
Disposition: collected, no-nonsense, gruff
Character Background and Description
Takeshi Nakajima was a scavenger for 25 years. He had started, like many, for the danger and adrenaline rush of exploring the unknown. He stuck with it to support the community of his birth floor when they were forced to abandon their homes due to pollution. At 18 Takeshi joined the Jujak- a gang of scavengers mostly from the 21 and 22 floors. They welcomed him with open arms and colorful tattoos. Takeshi worked with them for years before a near miss with a falling elevator injured his leg and he was forced to retire. He spent the next 2 years training new recruits before he’d had enough a retired completely. He dropped off the grid for a while before remerging a year later out of nowhere and with enough credit to start up his own bar (how, has been the fuel of bets for years).
Takeshi now runs one of the most popular bars in the lower levels, a frequent haunt of the Jujak and the unaffiliated scavengers. There’s no rule against the other gangs but Takeshi has a strict “No Bullshit” policy and is quick to physically kick out anyone stirring trouble, no matter which side. The police have been hounding him for years to give up names of scavengers or locations of markets but he’s quick to kick them out as well.
“If you’re not drinking then get out.”
He’s also been hounded lately by preachers trying to convince him to go to the afterlife but something never smelled right about the utopia and he had no family to give the stipend to, so he kindly shoved them out too.